A Mindful Life

We went to see the townhome, which was described thusly: Unique Townhome 3 bedroom plus spacious loft, 2 bathrooms, small yard with fruit trees. Fireplace. 2 car garage. Laundry room inside. Community POOL. Quiet and Private. Must See. Available NOW. no smoking inside home. I stepped inside and said, “This could work.” Off the front [...]

In the end, we decided against anything with one bathroom. Say what you will about how picky that is, but we know our requirements. The place we live needs two toilets. So we’ve given up the Craftsman house (she would have made us wait too long before she decided anyway) and the Sunnyvale house. We’re [...]

That we find a crystal or a poppy beautiful means that we are less alone, that we are more deeply inserted into existence than the course of a single life would lead us to believe. –John Berger

Goodness, I even got teary during Cars. The James Taylor song in the middle of the movie, Our Town, got me. So did Brad Paisley’s Behind the Clouds. It’s official. I’m a sap.

As I drove to Mountain View to pick up Husband from work, I heard Melinda Shoaf read her essay, The Designated Celebrator, on NPR’s This I Believe. I found myself in tears by the end. I’m exhausted. Tonight I feel too tired to care where I live. I need a break. So tonight, dinner is [...]

We went to the Craftsman house today and liked it a lot. Lots of good things, some glitches. We liked the owner and think it would be a good landlord relationship. The only hitch: she plans to show the house through Thursday evening and make a decision Friday, so even though we were first and [...]

Despite feeling markedly under the weather this weekend, I was a trooper and went with Husband to look at 20 potential homes (houses, condos, townhomes). We scaled down our rent to $2,000 or less monthly. We also decided against a condo on the third floor of a huge concrete complex near downtown San Jose. While [...]

The snow itself is lonely or, if you prefer, self-sufficient. There is no other time when the whole world seems composed of one thing and one thing only. –Joseph Wood Krutch

I have been spending much of this week trapped in a lounge chair in front of the television. What I have seen isn’t pretty. First this woman says something is missing from her life, and it turns out to be a bigger butt. So she heads off to Dr 90210 for implants. Then Oprah says [...]